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Somnambulism Poems - Poems about Somnambulism


Somnambulism

I'll look for you
in the deep, cobalt blue
of a mountain lake,
or the startled crake 
of a moorhen,
flushed from its nest,
or the idle word, said in jest
over a steaming mug,
as we huddled and shrugged
off the cold and damp
round the guttering lamp
that attracted the moths
and the tales of weird Goths
that inhabited the wood
in which we stood,
as we
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Categories: somnambulism, break up, fantasy, lost
Form: Free verse

Premium MemberSomnambulism of the Moon

the half-moon in blue sky’s kept vigil all night long to carry me through

3/27/2019
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Categories: somnambulism, moon,
Form: Monoku



Premium MemberDaytime Somnambulism

Daytime Somnambulism

How haunting the loss
When one squanders consciousness
Soul to surface
Dreams of dances unrealized

Oh how tempting
This somnambulistic space we possess
Where unlived experience resides
Intimidated by actuality
Hidden in shackled prisons of vagary
Fearful of breath-held reality

Sadly

Too many walk this realm of un-being
Where shadowed innocence lingers
But to offer ever so subtle lessons
Where self respect
Grants liberty of soul

How sublime exploratory stumbling
Where
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Categories: somnambulism, philosophy,
Form: Free verse

Premium MemberSomnambulism

Outside the world of the awake,
a surrealistic journey they take.
Moving only a short distance,
they undergo an unconscious experience.
Without regard for their fears,
a trek can cover an area of light years.
They will open their eyes and see
the stark world of reality.
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Categories: somnambulism, adventure, fantasy, world,
Form: Rhyme

Pain and Somnambulism

Pain is a solitary shaft of sunlight
piercing the fathomless depths of a wishing well,
reflected off the tin-can shards in dark prismatic waters,
refracted spears of realisation and the blinding truth they tell.
Looking backwards with somnambulistic vision
I can trace precisely and account for every minute of every day;
yet the wishes coming true as I grow numb and
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Categories: somnambulism, introspection, life, loss, teen,
Form: Blank verse




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